Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence

Chapter: 319

“Sure!” Ariana pulled out a delicate envelope from her bag. It had the national flower embossed in golden powder. Inside it was a ticket to the gala.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

“Oh, my God. Honey, you are the best,” Ivan squealed excitedly as he took the envelope carefully.

He had been trying to get the ticket for the past few days. There would be an auction at the gala where all the money earned would be donated. Many famous designers wanted to attend and sell their works for promotion.

The chance to sell their works was one in a million. The timing of Ariana’s help was impeccable. “This would be Sarah’s credit,” Ariana replied while smiling happily. Her dimples made her appear cute and pleasing. Ivan was very grateful. He immediately arranged for his team to style Tyler.

There were a total of six people on the team. The leader was a man around Ariana’s age. He had golden curly hair and looked like a fashion icon.

He was calm when he laid his eyes on Tyler. After all, he had seen a lot of good-looking people.

However, when he combed away Tyler’s hair to reveal his face, he couldn't help but rave, “Oh my God, Ms. Edwards, where did you get such a beauty?”

As Ariana returned home from Ivan’s studio, she received a notification from the crew, informing her that the shoot would commence the next day at 9am sharp.

Aauick glance at the schedule revealed that the first scene to be shot featured Tyler.

Determined to ensure that everything ran smoothly, Ariana sent a message to the group chat of the crew, acknowledging the notification, and then reached out to Tyler, reminding him not to be late.

Just as she was about to prepare dinner, Ariana’s phone rang, and to her surprise, it was Horace on the other end of the line.

Her mind raced as she tried to make sense of the unexpected call. Why would Horace be calling her at this hour? What could he possibly want?

As soon as she answered the call, Horace exclaimed, his voice heavy with anxiety, “Mrs. Anderson, we’ve lost contact with Mr. Anderson for a whole day!”

Ariana struggled to comprehend the gravity of the situation. “Lost contact? How is that even possible?” she asked, her voice quivering with concern.

Horace, who was usually unflappable, sounded frantic as he replied, “I’ve called him numerous times, but he hasn’t answered. He was absent from an important meeting this afternoon, and it’s already late, but he still hasn’t shown up!”

Ariana was stunned and at a loss. “What should we do?” she asked urgently.

“Mrs. Anderson, | have pressing matters to attend to. I’ve heard that you live near Mr. Anderson. Can you please go and check if he’s there?” Horace pleaded.

“Alright, I'll check right now.” Without a moment's hesitation, Ariana sprang into action, determined to get to the bottom of the matter. With a calmness that belied her inner turmoil, she hung up the phone and rushed out the door.

Despite her several attempts to contact Theodore, Ariana was met with nothing but silence.

Her anxiety continued to mount as she made her way down the corridor toward his apartment, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and uncertainty. ©